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Nov 2018
She came in
from the dark,
walked in through
the front door,
smiling as if she
won a lottery.
But she is a
player and have
a secret plan.
Another fire is
set to burn.
Something freaking
spooky about
to be unleashed.
There are snakes
up her sleeves.
Dangerously different,
dubious in nature.
Amazon battle is
about to start.
Like a snake
that swallows another,
death is waiting
for the unsuspecting
naive weak ones
who are lured
into her trap
with manipulative
cunning crafty words.
There is death
in her mouth,
never kiss her.
There is poison
in her cup,
never drink out of it.
Her beauty is deadly,
don't be enticed
by her looks.
Her bed is
like the sepulchre,
a grave of the
foolish that can't
sense danger.
She dances her
way into the
lustful heart and
then like the
vampire goes for
the jugular and
send you to the
great beyond.
Avoid her like
a plague or
something terrible will
devour you alive.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Emeka Mokeme
Written by
Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
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